The last few days I have had a hard time going to sleep. The pandemic and the anxiety it brings has finally hit me. I worry about my health, my family‘s health, my parents health, my loved ones health, my friends health.I worry about my job. I worry about what my kids have to go through. I worry about my wife and all that surrounds her. It got so bad that for the last few nights I have probably average 2 to 3 hours of sleep.

This has made me really search my faith to fine what is missing. And what I realized is for the longest time when things are bad I come to the Lord. Which is great, which is something that the Lord says he wants us to do. Thing is I can’t remember the last time I said thank you for everything I have received. I am there when I need something and I am not there in the good times and when I am content. This pandemic has now taught me too rejoice and be thankful for everything the good in the bad.